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Lift up your eyes to the high places,
    and see! Where have you not been ravished?
In the roads you have sat for them
    as the Arabian in the wilderness.
And you have polluted the land
    with your harlotry and with your wickedness.
Therefore the showers have been withheld,
    and there has been no latter rain.
And you had a harlot’s forehead;
    you refused to be ashamed.
Shall you not from this time cry to Me,
    “My Father, You are the guide of my youth?

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